It wasn't until the sun was setting and the sky was filled with red clouds that Yuan Qiu wandered to the door with his full belly and opened the door unhurriedly.
Lin, who was waiting outside, was cold and hungry. Seeing that it was getting dark, she thought that she might as well go home for dinner and then come back to her in the morning. I didn't believe she could stay away from home all day.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped forward, the door behind him opened.
"Aunt Lin, if my door is damaged by you, do you want to pay for it?" Yuan Qiu stood with his arms folded, looking at Mrs. Lin who turned around hurriedly outside the door with a smile on his face.
Mrs. Lin rolled her eyes, twitched the corner of her mouth, and a mouthful of evil fire came out. She couldn't hold it back, and cursed: "You little bitch, I've been banging on the door for a long time, are you deaf or something?" ? Are you deliberately letting me enjoy the cold weather outside?"
"I was busy and didn't hear you. Is there something wrong?" Yuan Qiu's face was cold, his eyes were calm, and he could not see any emotion or anger.
Mrs. Lin glared at Yuan Qiu, stretched out her hand to push her away, raised her feet and walked in. As she walked, she said, "Of course I have something to do, otherwise why would I have been drinking in the wind outside for so long?"
Seeing that she was so rude and her words were even more vulgar, Yuan Qiu's face darkened, but he didn't get angry. He opened the door a little more, turned around and followed Lin into the house.
It was getting dark, and the lamps had been lit in the hall. Yuan Hao was sitting under the lamp, practicing the calligraphy his sister had just taught him.
"Ouch - why did you light the lamp so early? Even if life is better now, you don't want to waste money like this!" Ms. Lin looked at the bright oil lamp and felt very distressed, as if it was burning the oil in her house. .
Yuan Hao glanced at Mrs. Lin uncomfortably and turned away from her.
Mrs. Lin didn't care about this and rushed forward and blew out the oil lamp: "You two siblings are still too young. You don't know how to live your life carefully. It's no wonder. Your parents died early and no one taught you these things." , but it doesn’t matter, we will be a family soon, and when we move here and there are adults in this family, everything will naturally be fine.”
"What do you mean by that? Who is your family?" Yuan Qiu frowned slightly, looking at Lin's natural expression, he felt even more disgusted in his heart.
Mrs. Lin snorted, raised her brows, and said reluctantly: "Do you think I am willing? If Yuan Song hadn't been determined to marry you, do you think I was willing to let you into my house?" In Mrs. Lin's eyes, , Yuan Qiu is Liu Wenxuan's unwanted tattered shoes, which should not be thrown away after being worn. She really despises Yuan Qiu, how could she let her be her daughter-in-law, but Yuan Song, a stinky boy, has been in trouble since before After meeting Yuan Qiu once, Zi Zi became lovesick. She didn't think about food or tea all day long, and she wanted to beg Yuan Qiu, a little bitch, to be her wife. No matter how hard she tried to persuade her, it was useless.
She originally planned to fight Yuan Song to the end, but what Yuan Ling said today made her change her mind. Yuan Ling was right. Yuan Qiu today is different from the past. She now lives in a big house and has noble people to support her. Support, even if there are some bad flaws, they can be accepted casually. In the long run, if Yuan Qiu is allowed to come in, won't this brick house become theirs? And the money left on Yuan Qiu's body is still not allowed to be handed over to her mother-in-law? The most important thing is that with the support of the county magistrate, Yuan Song will be able to help Yuan Song take the scholar examination next year.